Ice Cream!

I can almost hear the the Mister Softee music playing in my head. If you grew up in New York City, you know what I mean. In Brooklyn, the passing ice cream truck would get mobbed by kids on every block — each clutching mom’s money.

In the suburbs of New Jersey, I’ll occasionally see a beat-up old van, hand-painted, with a freezer in the back, reselling popsicles.  Mister Softee dispensed the good stuff.

One Response

  1. In a world where over-priced fro-yo palaces now lay siege to Gotham, I am always happy to pony up the 3 bucks for this “vintage” treat. My weapon of choice? Vanilla cone with a choco dip. Strictly business.

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